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At this point, Yusuf was no longer hesitant.
"But this must be kept confidential, it must be! Otherwise, if soone finds out, it will an certain death for !"
"Don't worry! How could I harm you?"
Song Heping assured Yusuf.
"So when can I get it? I need it urgently."
Yusuf asked, "When do you need it within the next few days? Do you have a list?"
Song Heping replied, "I must recruit 150 people within these three days, and I'm temporarily preparing personal equipnt for 200 people, but I need to take a look at the goods since I have no idea what's in your armory."
"Everything's there!"
Yusuf beca proud again when talking about the seized arms.
"Almost everything that Sadam's army has is there."
After saying so, his eyes swiveled, "By the way, there's sothing I'd like to discuss with you, brother."
Song Heping asked, "What is it?"
Yusuf said, "The armory we found on the outskirts of Fallujah this ti, the stuff inside hasn't been stockpiled yet. Don't you plan to take more?"
"Not stockpiled?"
"Right."
Yusuf said, "Taking only two hundred sets is too few, don't you think?"
Song Heping asked, "Do you an that this stuff hasn't been inspected and put into storage yet?"
He had roughly guessed Yusuf's implication.
The fact that the contents of this armory hadn't been inspected and recorded ant that their quantity was still unclear, which is to say, the higher-ups didn't know how much was in this batch of arms. They'd only find out the exact number after Yusuf finished counting and submitted the records.
Therefore, moving part of it before it was stockpiled would go unnoticed.
The weapons that had been recorded could only be removed with other techniques.
But for those that hadn't even been stockpiled...
It was practically free for the taking!
Song Heping hastily asked, "I want to inspect the goods!"
Yusuf thought for a mont and said, "Okay, but you have to send soone to protect when we go together. I can arrange it by tomorrow night, but it's dozens of kiloters from Baghdad to Fallujah, and I'm worried about an incident."
"No problem! Your safety is on !" Song Heping said, "As long as you handle this matter well, from now on, as long as my company exists, I'll provide you with two elite bodyguards for free to take care of your security!"
"Really?!"
Yusuf never expected such good fortune.
What he was most concerned about was his safety.
Working in his field, he was constantly on tenterhooks.
The Temporary Managent Committee, citing limited security funds and the high cost of bodyguards, had repeatedly rejected his security requests.
This made Yusuf curse the bigshots on the Committee countless tis in his heart.
Now that he heard about the free bodyguards, Yusuf was so excited he felt like he could pee on the spot.
"Great! Great! Great!"
He said the word 'great' three tis in a row.
"Brother, when the ti cos, I'll also give you a few crates of grenades for free! There are a lot of grenades there, all kinds of models!"
"Thanks a lot!"
"I should be the one thanking you!"
The two chatted and laughed more and more joyfully, grinning from ear to ear, and finally hugged each other, patting each other's back loudly.
This scene left Ferrari and Samir who were nearby dumbfounded.
Anyone unaware of the context would think Song Heping and Yusuf were long-lost brothers.
The dinner was extrely satisfying.
It wasn't until nine in the evening that Song Heping had to leave due to the curfew.
On the way back, Ferrari reminded Song Heping.
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"Boss, I need to remind you of sothing,"
"What is it?" Song Heping asked.
Ferrari said, "You were chatting with Yusuf so happily just now, I didn't have the heart to interrupt, but you promised Yusuf to inspect the goods and take a large batch of arms. What are you planning to do with them?"
Song Heping said, "Military weapons that cheap, selling them could make a fortune!"
Ferrari asked, "But have you thought about whom you're going to sell them to?"
Song Heping said, "This is a war zone, everyone wants weapons. It's not urgent; I'll think about the sales channels later, and if all else fails, we'll use them ourselves."
Ferrari continued, "That could work, but have you thought about, if you take a large batch of arms, where to store them? You'll need a warehouse. Are we just going to pile them up in our container houses for people to see?"
Song Heping slapped his forehead, "Damn! I forgot about that. Right, you go look for a place these few days, rent a suitable one. It must be secure!"
Ferrari said, "It's not easy to find a place. Inside the Green Zone is definitely out of the question, too conspicuous; outside, we'd risk others finding out, and if IDCD, ISF, or even the coalition forces catch wind of it, we're dead at!"
"..."
Song Heping was also stunned.
He truly hadn't considered this oversight could be fatal.
Right.
Large quantities of weapons required storage.
How to solve this?
Although he hadn't paid Yusuf yet, he could temporarily say he didn't want that much ammunition and discuss it after sorting out the storage.
But a promise is a promise, and he couldn't afford to lose credibility on the first deal.
Otherwise, this newly established route, which had not been easy to co by, would be destroyed!
It could be the road to riches!
What to do?!
"Wait for to think it over once I get back..."
Song Heping didn't have a good solution for now, he could only go back and deliberate carefully.
He also needed to inform the cook about it.
After all, he was planning to buy at least one million in arms.
This was not a small amount.
When he returned to the Green Zone, Song Heping lay in bed, tossing and turning until past two in the morning before finally falling into a deep sleep.
He racked his brain but couldn't co up with any good solution.
Indeed, there was no place that was safe.
Too conspicuous inside the Green Zone.
Outside the Green Zone, you had to have people guarding it.
Once people were sent, it would draw the attention of the native military and police in Illiguo, and the place was riddled with inforrs who made their living by selling information and intelligence to the coalition forces; anyone could be a traitor.
One day, they might sell intelligence on the Suicide Squad or other ard organizations to the coalition forces, and the next day, they could sell the coalition forces' operational intelligence to the Suicide Squad.
Once these professional informants discovered such a peculiar location, they would surely sell the intelligence twice―once to the Suicide Squad and once to the coalition intelligence departnt.
Song Heping hadn't anticipated that despite his extre caution, he would overlook such a detail in the end.
Although he hadn't figured it out, he still had to attend to business.
He called the cook in the middle of the night to tell him about the night's events and instructed him to send Hunter and Disaster Star back imdiately, as the deal might take place the following night, and he needed his own people whom he could trust.
Upon hearing from Song Heping over the phone that he had found a large amount of cheap military weapons and secured a supply route, the cook was overjoyed and almost wanted to co back to the Green Zone himself.
In the end, Song Heping advised him to stay in the oilfield region, and that's when he abandoned the idea.
However, the issue with the warehouse remained unresolved.
Even by the next evening, around seven o'clock when Yusuf called, he still hadn't figured out where to find a warehouse to store the arms.
"Brother, co pick up at my house, we'll go to the ammunition depot now!"
"Uh... okay... wait for ."
After hanging up the phone, Song Heping couldn't help but hesitate.
"Should I tell Yusuf or not..."
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